"I'M GLAD THAT you remembered me" He smiled. "Perhaps we should sit down. This will take a while". Strange began his way away from the market to have a further discussion about the situation. Wanda was ready to make her way until Pietro's hand stopped her from continuing forward. She turned confused at Pietro, who was eyeing Strange up and down while he walked away. "Do you believe in him?". "I do".  Pietro turned his gaze to her, only to receive a comforting smile and a gentle squeeze on his hand. 

"Believe in me" He nodded and allow them to make their way. Strange guided them out of town and to the Roger's house, only to change directions and direct them to the forest. "How are you sure he is not going to unalive us?". "Piet, trust me". He sighed and nodded again. However, he never let go of her hand. 

"I believe this is where we can talk with no one to interrupt". He looked at Wanda and waited for her. Wanda slowly nodded her head, unsure as to why she was doing so. But Strange held her nod as a confirmation and moving his hands a set of chairs appeared in the middle of the woods. "Please, take a seat" He invited them. The twins did as so and sat down. 

"Where should we start?" Strange asked. "Perhaps we should start at presentations" Pietro mentioned. "I don't remember knowing you". "Why, of course. Forgive me, I am Stephen Strange. Master of the mystic arts". "So you don't belong in this world" Pietro affirmed. "No, no. In truth non of us do. But please, do tell me what you know". 

"Agnes has something to do with all of this. She's... Somehow controlling it. I don't know how or why but everything seems to be under Agnes's control and now that she's losing it she's acting out" Wanda rapidly said. "Might as thought so". "Do you know something about?" Pietro asked. 

" I do. Although, my intentions were about comprehending your knowledge. However, now that I am aware of it I can begin my tale". He commented offering some water to his guests. "As I told you, none of us belong in this world. This is a wide creation to trap and comprehend what Agnes wanted". "What is that?" Wanda asked rapidly. "Wanda, don't barge in" He scolded. "Forgive me, please continue". 

"Have you had experience with your powers yet?" He asked Wanda, who nodded in confirmation. "We live in a world where not only magic exists, but aliens and monsters as well". Like vampires?". "Who's barging in now?" Wanda joked. Pietro reddened and apologized. "Not those types of monsters, no" He denied with a smile. "But as I was telling, this world was created by magic. And many of the population are magic beings too". "What do you refer to?". Stephen let himself sigh and didn't allow his eyes to fall onto the girl.

But somebody had to be honest, and he was the only one that could. He lifted his gaze until it fell on the lady, and with sorrow in his eyes, he proceeded to tell the news. "Everyone in this town is deceased, but Agnes, Wanda, and myself". 

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"Y/N COME HERE!" Agnes call at the top of one's voice for her middle daughter. She scrubbed her hands to prepare lunch. Gamora had her task of lunch and she was rapidly working on it. But Y/n, oh that girl. She couldn't seem to get her brain on her head, always daydreaming about everything and everyone. She couldn't do what she was supposed to. 

Not even her magic had changed the behaviour of the girl against house chores. The mentioned girl made her way inside the kitchen as late as she could possibly do. Lunch had to be almost done and she wouldn't have to cook anything. "Y/n, where you been at?" Her mother asked. "I was with Natasha". "Ug, when I allowed you to be with her, I didn't think you would get attached to her hip". Agnes mentioned with annoyance. 

Gamora left her place in the kitchen and invited her sister to receive some tissue from her hand. Y/n took it flabbergasted it, but Gamora pointed at the lipstick on her cheek. "What can I help you with, mother? Lunch is almost ready" She mentioned. "Yes, I'm aware" Agnes mentioned with seriousness in her voice.  "That is not what I want to talk about dear". 

"What about?". "Marriage, darling". "Oh, mother, not this again" Y/n sighed. "I already made you aware mom, I have no interest in meeting a man and becoming his. I don't hold any appeal for it". "Well, darling. This time I am not joking around or asking for your opinion. I am tired of you contravening my orders. I am your mother, Y/n and would you like it or not you are getting married".

With no room for further discussion, Y/n was allowed to retire to her room. Gamora continued with her task, ignoring the fussing her sister had made. "But mother, you already had Wanda under your control. Why does Y/n need to marry a man if you have what you desire?". "Oh, my sweet, sweet daughter" Agnes caressed her cheek and smiled. "But I don't. The relationship between those two only allowed Wanda to recover her powers, and slowly her memories. I can't have her recovering her past self". "What is it that you need?" She asked. 

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"That holds no possibility" Wanda denied. Stephen had allowed Wanda to step away from them to consider that what he told her was not an invention. But she didn't allow her muscles to process the given information. She couldn't allow them to let false inventions settle in her system. "Pietro is not dead! Neither is Y/n or Natasha!". "I'm afraid I hold no lie". "If what you tell is true, what reason would Agnes have to create a reality that includes every deceased person from the real world?". 

"Pietro! How can you believe such falsity?". "Wanda, please. I have yet to finish". "No! You might tell what you want about who you want, but in no world my brother is dead!". Pietro stood up from his chair and walked to Wanda. "Wanda". "No" She interrupted. "You will not make me believe such things!". "Listen to me, sestra. We need to know what he's getting at. We need to listen to him". She held his hand tight against hers and allowed Pietro to sit her back down on the chair. 

"Magic exists in our world and so do the people that hold it. I am a sorcerer, and you M'lady are a witch" He explained. "A witch?" Pietro surprised asked. He looked at his sister flabbergasted.  "And a very powerful one," Stephen added. "And as so, many people know of the totality of her power. However, not everyone knows who she is. Except one person". "Agnes" Pietro confirmed and Stephen nodded. "What does she want with my sister?". 

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I am so sorry for leaving you waiting for this update for so long. For a very long time, I had a block not only for this story but also for Angel of Death. But now that I have finished writing it I now know how to resume this one. Enjoy the story, because it's ending in a few more chapters <3.